Her favorite spring activity is looking for the best grass to graze on once the snow starts receding. (We've tried to tell her she's a dog not a cow . . . but . . . somehow. . . when it comes to just the right kind of grass, she doesn't seem to care!)
Of course you can't find spring without looking every where. Jada likes to keep a close eye on the path leading to the river . . .
Spring comes slowly most years . . . but it always comes. And the snow leaves.
And the flowers arrive.
The forecast for this week is wonderful. Temperatures are finally on the rise. Plants are moving into the greenhouse today and, if I have a few spare minutes, I'm going to snip back a few of those tired looking, dried out iris leaves in the front garden.
It's time to make room for a new gardening season.